I had a flare-up which (to me) is basically a reminder that you have MS, a sign that your body is still trying to hurt itself.
November is a hard month. November is a painful month.
We feel it’s our beginning, like we’ve been behind this door – hiding from people, ourselves, the world – and now we are opening it, stepping out. The future is ours now. We hold our future.
Here’s the latest on my check up with Doctor Number Three. And the result (I’ll ruin the suspense): Not a success.
Foreshadowing? In all of the above moments? I cannot stop asking myself this….